CEO's Substitute Bride

Chapter 401

Only then did Emmett pick Angela up in his arms and hugged her in the same posture he used to hold Alyssa.

Angela was small and tender. It was obvious that she was not comfortable being hugged like this. It was as if she was lying on the ground.

She kicked her short legs and was about to get up when Emmett held her straight.

He held Angela with one hand and turned around to use his free other hand to push open the door to the study room.

He walked in and looked at the mess in the room. He thought for a moment and put Angela to the side. He squatted down and started to pick things up.

Angela probably thought the room was too messy. She tiptoed to the edge of the sofa, twisted her body and climbed onto the sofa neatly. She rubbed the little tiger doll in her arms and looked at Emmett.

The child was very active. After a few seconds, she asked Emmett curiously, "Daddy, what are you doing?"

Emmett said without looking up, "The thing fell to the ground. I have to pick them up."

"Oh, I'll help you pick it up." Angela excitedly slid down from the sofa and ran to Emmett's side. She started to help him pick up the scattered papers on the ground.

However, she did not pick it up neatly like Emmett did. She just stuffed it all into her arms and wrinkled

it into a ball. Finally, she gave it to Emmett with a proud look. "I picked them up!"

Emmett took them over and touched her head. "You should go and play."

Angela curled her lips and said. "Okay."

She also felt that it was not fun to pick things up.

At her age, she liked cute little toys with colorful flowers. She had no interest in these white papers with black characters printed on them.

When Emmett picked up the documents and put them back, there was a knock on the door.

Emmett's voice was slightly cold. "Who is it?"

Alyssa paused outside the door and said, "It's me. Is Angela still here? I heated a cup of milk for her. It’s time for her to take a bath and sleep."

Only then did Emmett notice that it was almost 10 o'clock.

He turned around to look at Angela and found she was listening to Alyssa carefully.

She obediently sat on the sofa and slightly tilted her head slightly. Her two eyes were moving around. Clearly, she was attracted by Alyssa's warm voice outside the door.

Emmett laughed lightly and asked her, "Did you hear that? Who is calling you?"

She put a finger to her mouth with a pleasantly surprised expression. "Mommy is calling me. It is time for my milk." Only then did Emmett pick Angela up in his arms and hugged her in the same posture he used to hold Alyssa.

A trace of surprise appeared in Emmett’s eyes. "Isn’t it auntie?"

"You said she Mommy." Angela spoke a little quickly and skipped the word “is” in the middle.

She called her mom anyway.

After she finished speaking, she jumped down from the sofa, "I'm going to open the door!"

Emmett watched her run to the door. She stood on her tiptoes and struggled to open the door. However, he did not come to help her.

He picked up the document bag in front of him and walked to the back of the desk. He locked the document bag in the bottom drawer.

When he looked up again, he saw Angela had already opened the door to the study room and sweetly called out, "Mommy.”

Alyssa was holding a cup of hot milk. When she heard Angela's words, she was completely stunned on the spot.

After a moment, she was like waking up from a dream and asked Angela in disbelief, "What did you call

me?"

"Mommy." Angela probably felt Alyssa's mood change and her small face could not help but straighten up.

This surprise came too suddenly and Alyssa was so surprised that she was unable to adapt.

"I. . . I heat up the milk for you. . .” Alyssa stammered a little when she spoke and squatted down to pass the milk to Angela.

Angela's eyes lit up. She reached out and took the milk from Alyssa's hand. She held the cup and drank it.

Alyssa was worried that Angela could not hold the cup, so she raised her hand to help her hold the cup.

Angela obediently drank all the milk in the cup.

She held the empty cup for Alyssa to see, "I finished!"

Alyssa's heart was so soft that it was a mess. "Angela is really amazing! Tomorrow night I will give you hot milk, okay?"

"Okay!"

Angela went back to Emmett with a cup in her hand.

Alyssa's warm eyes also followed Angela, only to discover that Emmett had already walked to the door.

At this time, he was leaning against the door frame, hugging his arms and looking at Angela with an indifferent expression.

Just now when she received praise from Alyssa, Angela looked at Emmett with a face full of expectation. "Daddy, look! I drank all of it!"

Angela had just drunk milk and there was even a circle of white milk beard on her lips.

Emmett hooked his lips and reached out to wipe the milk beard off her lips. His deep voice contained a hint of an inconspicuous smile. "Did you say thank you?"

Angela turned to Alyssa and said, "Thank you, Mommy!"

When Angela called her mommy, Alyssa was a little surprised.

It was impossible for Angela to suddenly call her mother on a whim. It must have been Emmett who said something to her.

She felt more and more that Emmett was too complicated and difficult to understand.

He was arrogant and domineering, but occasionally he would be a little childish and even a little. . . considerate.

Alyssa looked at Emmett with mixed feelings.

Alyssa finished bathing Angela and coaxed her to sleep. When she went out, she saw Emmett.

Emmett had also taken a bath. He was dressed in a soft house pajama. The sharp aura on his body had been reduced by quite a bit.

Alyssa took a deep breath and said. "Thank you."

Angela changed her words and called Mom. It must have been Emmett who taught her.

Although she did not know why Emmett did this, Alyssa was still very grateful to him.

Angela seemed to like her very much, but compared to Emmett who had always been guarding at her side and taking care of her, Angela still liked Emmett more.

There was no doubt about it.

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Angela's bedroom door was not closed yet. Emmett pushed open the door and looked inside. Seeing Angela hugging a small doll and sleeping soundly, he turned his gaze away.

Emmett glanced at Alyssa and said faintly, "Only childish people can only thank you verbally."

As soon as he said that, he did not care about Alyssa's expression and turned around to leave.

Alyssa was stunned on the spot.

Did Emmett say that because she had called him a childish man before?

Alyssa felt that her understanding had been refreshed.

Didn't they all say that adults don't care about petty people?

Why would a big figure like Emmett hold onto her and not let go of a single word that didn’t satisfy him?

Not only that, he would also seize any opportunity to return what she had said to him and step on her.

Alyssa returned to her room. The more she thought about it, the more she found it inconceivable.

Thus, she dialed Hazel's number.

Hazel's voice was still full of vigor, "Alyssa!"

"Hazel, I have something to ask you."

"What is it? Tell me." The sound of pouring water rang out from Hazel’s side.

Alyssa thought for a while and used a more conservative method to ask, "Emmett. . . What kind of person is he?"

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